This JUST showed up in my email......
> Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going to bring
> another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised a discussion among them.
> The first bull says, "Boys, we all know I've been here 5 years. Once we
> settled our differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows would be mine. Now, I
> don't know where this newcomer is going to get HIS cows, but I ain't' givin'
> him any of mine."
> The second bull says, "That pretty much says it for me, too. I've been here
> 3 years and have earned my right to the 50 cows we've agreed are mine. I'll
> fight 'im till I run him off or kill 'im, but I'M KEEPIN' ALL MY COWS."
> The third bull says, "I've only been here a year, and so far you guys have
> only let me have 10 cows to "take care of". I may not be as big as you fellows
> yet, but I am young and virile, so I simply MUST keep all MY cows."
> They had just finished their big talk when an eighteen-wheeler pulls up in
> the middle of the pasture with only ONE ANIMAL IN IT: the biggest
> Son-of-Another-Bull these guys had ever seen! At 4700 pounds, each step he took toward
> the ground strained the steel ramp to the breaking point.
> The first bull says, "Ahem...You know, it's actually been some time since I
> really felt I was doing all my cows justice, anyway. I think I can spare a
> few for our new friend."
> The second bull says, "I'll have plenty of cows to take care of if I just
> stay on the opposite end of the pasture from HIM. I'm certainly not looking for
> an argument."
> They look over at their young friend, the third bull, and find him pawing
> the dirt, shaking his horns, and snorting up a storm.
> The first bull says, "Son, let me give you some advice real quick. Let him
> have some of your cows and live to tell about it."
> The third bull says, "Heck, he can have ALL my cows. I'm just making sure he
> knows I'M a bull!"